This is a song about "Opinion"

Consult a communist for his opinion on this blasphemous protestant

Waiting on mom to bring me the aspirin from a trampoline jump

So go fucking write your own shit, your opinion is noted

Swallow the cinnamon, i'mma scribble this sin and shit

Even when i'm sleep, i got vision

We've got a difference of opinion,

Weres my opinion, whats my religion,

And last but not least please don't tell no one

When it's all said and done

That all share one opinion,

See, i'm second to no one

But its that one opinion,

What? you telling me that's just an opinion?

The mind on me just shine on them, you shadow women

And there's something you ain't seeing like i block your vision

They ain't grossing a million liquid, don't form an opinion